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Chapter eight hundred and seventieth recuperation

After checking out his physical condition, Lin Fei's face was not good-looking. He turned his head and looked out the window, thinking about suffering. Fortunately, when the City God fell, the Tongyou Sword Qi cut open the Yin and Yang. Otherwise, if he was still in the Yin Realm, he would have died long ago.

As for where this is, Lin Fei is not too sure yet, but if he is lucky enough, this place should be without the boundary.

At that time, the world collapsed in the wilderness Ten Thousand Demons Formation Map and the passageways were shattered again. If the Yin-Yang were forced to be broken with the Tongyou Sword Qi, I still don’t know where I would be sent, but with the Tiankai Axe, it would be different.

Lin Fei didn't care about the material and refining method of the Tianqi Axe. He would borrow the Tianqi Axe from the Ninth Elder of the Zhenyuan Sect because the Tianqi Axe had a mark that belonged to the Fuli Realm. With this mark, the Fuli Realm could be locked. In this way, when Tonggu Sword Qi opened up yin and yang and spanned the void, he had a 30% chance to come to the Fuli Realm.

But everything is very strange now, and the people from Zhenyuan Sect don’t know where they have fallen, so they can’t determine where they are now.

Lin Fei closed his eyes and thought slowly. For the sake of the present, the most important thing is to restore his body, open the sword domain of life and death, and release the golden elixir.

It's difficult...

If Lin Fei wants to open the Sword of Life and Death, there are only two ways to think of. One is to rely on external forces to find an existence with the power of the Lord of the One Realm to help him forcefully open the two Sword of Life and Death. The second method is to rely on himself. As long as he can improve his cultivation to the sixth turn of the Golden Pill, the problem will be solved, because when the Golden Pill is changed, the monk will have an opportunity to open up the inner world, which is no different from the opening of the heaven and the earth. At that time, he can use the opening of the heaven and the earth to open up the positive and negative life and death realm.

But these two methods are more reliable than the other.

If the place where I am now is really just the mortal world, and even ordinary cultivators can't see it, where can I find the existence of the Lord of One Realm? Even if I fall into the immortal world, the chance of meeting the Lord of One Realm is quite slim. He is a top-level strong man. Even if I find it, I don't know what kind of strong man is thinking. I'm willing to help me. With his current appearance, it's even more likely that he has been refined...

Just think about it carefully and you will understand that finding the way to the Lord of One Realm is a dead end, but the second method is even more unsuccessful...

I am unable to use my true energy now, nor can I use the Ten Thousand Swords of the Heavens. To put it bluntly, I just cannot practice. Since I cannot practice, how can I improve my cultivation? This is a vicious cycle.

Even if a miracle really happens and he can practice, he needs to reach the sixth turn of the Golden Pill to recover. Lin Fei smiled bitterly. The anti-life and death sword domain under the reflection of the sword lake has not yet been formed. Normally, he has a headache even with the third turn of the Golden Pill, let alone the sixth turn of the Golden Pill...

It's so bad, it seems that every road has been blocked...

Lin Fei has always been tough in his heart. Although his current desperate situation is a headache, it is not the most dangerous he has encountered, so he is not too desperate. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wounds applied with herbal residue on his body, thinking to myself, forget it, let's take care of your body first and talk about other things.

But recovery is also a big problem...

The sunset gradually faded, and the sky became dark. A bonfire was lit in the village. As the men who were going out hunting returned, the outside became more and more lively and noisy.

Lin Fei could hear a noise outside his small wooden house, but he didn't know who he was or what he was busy with.

It soon became dark, and there was a sound of the door outside the cabin being opened, and then a sound came: "I'm back."

"elder brother."

The initial sound was very young, while the other sound was the child's voice. The sound was crisp, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

Is it a child who was busy all the time? Lin Fei thought to himself, and saw the door of his wooden house being opened, and a boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old walked in.

The flames in the room outside shone in. Lin Fei could see that the boy was dressed similarly to the people outside, and the clothes made from the animal skin were surrounded by him. When he saw him, he was obviously stunned. Then the boy's eyes lit up: "Are you awake?"

But before Lin Fei could speak, the boy ran out like a gust of wind...

Lin Fei swallowed again when he came to the tip of his tongue silently.

Not long after, I heard the voice of a boy from outside the door: "Doctor, hurry up, he is really awake, go and have a look."

But the other person's voice was low. Lin Fei didn't hear anything answered, but just listened to the boy's next urging and restrained him a lot.

The door was opened again, and a tall and thin old man walked in first. With the bright flash of the flames of the external objects, he could only see the clothes that the old man was wearing were more complicated than those seen by the boy and the people he saw outside, but also more sloppy.

The boy came in one step late, but with a fire in his hand, he lit a basin-sized iron stove that could only be found in the corner of the small wooden house. The dim room suddenly became brighter.

Lin Fei then realized that the old man was too thin, skinny and bone-like, with high forehead and protruding cheekbones. There were three vertical bars on his forehead, two red and one green. At first glance, it looked like a skeleton in clothes, and the old man's eyes were narrow and gloomy, with a knife-like look.

Lin Fei even felt a faint smell of blood on this person.

If it weren't for not feeling the true energy fluctuations in this old man, Lin Fei would have suspected that this was a demon or ghost cultivator.

"Doctor, look at how he is."

After the boy lit up the iron furnace, he looked at the old man with great enthusiasm, occasionally looking at Lin Fei, and was too enthusiastic and excited, not as if he was looking at the patient he picked up on the road, but as if he was looking at the pig he was about to raise...

The old man's eyes fell on him felt that he was not much better than that boy, with a little covetous and eager to try: "If you suffer such a serious injury, you can wake up, and your health is good..."

The old man walked to the bed, stretched out his thin hand, casually pulled the scars on Lin Fei's body, and then pasted the wiped herbs again. Lin Fei's eyes twitched in pain, and he heard the old guy say, "But it's useless to wake up. His injury is not only bones, skin, but also rotten inside his body. If he holds on for a few more days, he will still die."
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